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[creator_raven]

Raven is settled in an armchair by the fire, legs sprawling over one arm, head tilted back across the other.

It's better than stretching, in some ways.

He's holding a plate of cookies on his belly, and occasionally eats one.

The rest of the time he hums, fingers picking absently at the unravelling sleeve of his coat.

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[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps?" Parker smirks. "You don't know if no sex does or doesn't bother you?"

[creator_raven]

"It is more a question of caring, I think."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker raises his eyebrow. "I think that you've just never had it, don't know how great it can be."

He stares at Raven, gives up with a sigh and shoves over the plate. "Have a fucking cookie, Raven."